March 13: Fie on Blandness

Fie on Blandness

Fie on blandness!

Let loose the winds of wildness.

 

Fie on the color beige, tepid tea, and soulless songs.

Sing the joyful noise, in tune, out of tune,

Let the hardscrabble road you’ve traveled

 

Show in your whiskers, wrinkles, moles, and warts.

Smile with crooked unpolished teeth at Death and Destruction.

Fie on same shirts, same pants, same hair, same skirts, same meals, same drinks, same views.

Cheer for the underdog,

Be the underdog,

Be dogged after unattainable goals,

Drag the Dog Star from the black sky to dance in the mud with you, roll

in the mud, splash

Water on your comrades,

Do a somersault and a cartwheel,

Ask who what when where why how what if and why not

Throw down your crutches

 

Run naked over bridges to nowhere,

Smell and taste the grass, tell a stranger they are beautiful,

hand her a bag of candy and a bag of M&Ms

Throw down your crutches,

 

Run naked over bridges to everywhere,

Smell and taste and feel the grass,

tell a stranger they are beautiful,

hand her a bag of candy and a helium balloon

Rise and fall with the sun,

Stop the sun so you can finish your homework

Kick the sun into the next country,

Make shadow figures on the museum wall,

Shout your worst fault down a well,

Unleash your heart, focus your will, burn your baggage.

 

~Day Williams

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